It was long ago,
Seems like a dream,
The day I sucked the air
From a bottle of whipped cream
And I got real high
And things got real slow
And I started talking like this

What's going on
I don't know
And then I sold my car
For a Grateful Dead ticket
And my dad yelled at me
And he grounded me
And he said I was a [bad word] It was the worst day of my life
And I'll never forget
But the very next day I was doing bong hits
In the back of my friend's chevette

So don't tell me
We're winning the war on [bad word] 'cuz [bad word] are like a big ol' can of raid
And you're all little bugs
And don't tell me
To not get high
'cuz I'm as low as I can get
Without kissing your [bad word] And blowing you at the same time

Man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Joneses
Has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just Say No"
I'm an addict
I say no to letting it go
What ever happened to [bad word]  [bad word]  and Rock'n'Roll?
Now we've just got AIDS, crack, and techno

So they busted me for selling dope
And I went to jail
And I wasn't forgiven
Like that little [bad word] who shot the pope
And they said I had the right to remain silent
But they couldn't explain
How I didn't resist
And I wasn't violent
Because all I've ever wanted
Is the right to remain
And they questioned me
And they asked me... Why?

I don't think I should be shot
For selling pot
Its just my little way of saying "Hi"

And now my record's all [bad word] up
And I'm not allowed to vote
And two times a week they make me [bad word] in a cup
When what I want to do is [bad word] down their throats

Man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Joneses
Has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just Say No"
I'm an addict
I say no to letting it go
What ever happened to [bad word]  [bad word]  and Rock'n'Roll?
Now we've just got AIDS, crack, and techno

And they told me that times have changed
'Cuz our parents had Hendrix, Janis, and Jim
But what about River Phoenix and Kurt Cobain?
And they told me to praise the lord
But I've been waiting for so long
For him to call me back
I think I'm gonna go pray at Betty Ford
And they told me that life is fair
But I can't smoke a plant that was made by God
But I can kill my wife if I'm a football player

But I'd rather smoke crack out of Nancy Ragen's skull
While getting a [bad word] from Tiffer Goarn

Man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Joneses
Has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just Say No"
I'm an addict
I say no to letting it go
What ever happened to [bad word]  [bad word]  and Rock'n'Roll?
Now we've just got AIDS, crack, and techno